"Ha, naturally. If he doesn't resort to underhanded tricks, I wouldn't even want to use the Heavy Gang Fist Gauntlets."
Gu Li was a martial artist, one who specialized in fist techniques and had delved deeply into their study. His temperament had also been shaped by his boxing arts—unyielding and domineering, yet upright and aboveboard. If he could defeat an opponent head-on with martial arts, he would never willingly resort to such petty tricks.
Without such mental will, his fist techniques could never have reached their current realm.
Fist techniques were temperament and spirit. When fist intent ran through one's life, not only was its power unparalleled, but cultivation itself became a broad, smooth road.
"After killing Old Blade Zhao, what do you plan to do next? Go straight to the Tan Family to propose marriage?"
After Gu Li accepted the Black Dagger Pendant, the man believed he was certain to win. He was thus curious about Gu Li's next move. Having slapped the Tan Family across the face, how would this affair end?
Since the Tan Family had sent Old Blade Zhao to deal with Gu Li, they clearly did not think highly of him and were unwilling to honor that joke of a Childhood Engagement.
Gu Li fell silent for a moment, unsure what to do. He had not intended to be so aggressive in the first place, but the Tan Family had overreacted and sent such a hotheaded fool, turning matters into a Life and Death Duel. Now, even taking one step back was impossible.
If he retreated, he would die.
Of course, perhaps the Tan Family truly was so vicious that they insisted on taking his life.
"I don't know either. My Childhood Engagement with the Tan Family was only a verbal agreement. If that old